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drop a gear and press that clutch
I've been chasing all this paper no amount is way too much
If I ever lose that vision, I still count it by that touch

the sloppiest nigga

Hold up 
Different batch 
This Gotti 
Getting money 
im feeling like Gotti
Gett too it by any means
Nobody can stop me 
Grind hard 
Juss too

tooth
I'm gettin' freaky dis' bitch gettin' fucked on da' roof
She gon' suck da' dick til she choke
High speedin' in da' whip too fast bout to get me sum

Notti what? Back that up
I'ma slide through BK wit' a all black truck
41, shut it down, 'cause we smokin' on Lay
That nigga in a pound
Why the fuck

I think I tried to wake up too fast
From what must have been a two-year nap.
Then I hit my head
And it was back to bed for a while.

I woke up 24 in

can't really say too much better watch your hoe
Shootin' down cap in that genie but we moving slow
Like we off the lean whole time we just blowin' dope

I want the car with the digital dash
Step on the gas 
Moving too fast 
Leave smoke in the pass
Not taking a cab 
Stop making me laugh 
Step back in

Keep her on track 
I'm swaying from side to side 
In too deep can't pay it no mind

(Chorus)
I got a grip on myself 
Put that shit back on the shelf

It's getting deep, deep, deep, deep, deep
Drowning underwater, getting harder to breathe
I get so high that I can't think
I was born in the darkness

(CHORUS) 
It's a late night ..& ion really kno what to do .
..but...
I'm in this wit u. 
If u feeling blue...then I feel it too
Let's wash out our

on black

So we bout to hit one with an F in my back
That one stick and never came back
You run it up too quick, it's been an awful bitch
Got me spinning for

i'm leaving shots
Take a hit off the spliff then I chase with tha shot
We making him drop made his mans diddy bop
Them niggas is ass you could tell by

rather vibe alone in peace and stack bread than deal with fakes
I've outgrown people times changed
I'm into financial stability too many bad vibrations'll

I Want You [Remix]

Lloyd

Street Love [Japan Bonus Tracks]

2007

She's fine too, but I want you...

[Verse 2]
Admit it, I knoe you want me too
Don't cha?
You got sum street love in my crew
Don't' cha? 
You can

While I was in a room with men making business approvals bitch
You confused and it blooms a bit
I recommend you should quit
I'm living like a dude was

to a sharp schedule
Feel light in the head and my heart heavy too
There's a set of rules for success to sum in a few
Sentences, if you never quit, you will

hustle
Deep in love with this ruffle
Coiled boiled and bubble
Double toil and trouble
Tap nerve at first that hurts after match burns
Glad served, crash

offense and just a little defense
My hittaz here
I Call em smoke 1 and he goin smoke some
It's too much grabba in his pack and he goin roll one
My name all

was lowkey, fucked me then she told me. Put her on a pedestal, that was that mistake, thought deceit was unthinkable, in a hot state, in too deep

(Wait, Trevor made this)
Trevor made it yeah
ReTread, bless my ears, yeah
(744, lost memories huh)
I might have to get the bag just to get sum'
I

in a rush I can't wait
Condo luxurious came wit some space
Making em furious I'm raising my rates
Yo bitch bi curious take her on a date
Hoe get

show, yeah
Run to the bag again, I dance, I dance like Alfonso, yeah
Jumped on a flight and it was all business, there's dinner in Bordeaux
Busy making

(fall)[00:17.30]Now I'm tryna go inside the mall and show I'm balling (ball)[00:20.66]Dripping all this water in Miami like a dolphin[00:24.10]Deep inside her kitty

on my body, in HD
I need me a rarri, come race me
Niggas they mad, cus they ain’t me
Drowning in liquor, I’m waist deep
Don’t call my phone, tryna save me